After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

Li Qiuran said softly: "It's okay, it's just that you need to bind your mobile phone number to register, which is a bit troublesome."

"I have several mobile phone numbers in my hand. I can bind them to you if you need them."

After Song Wanrou finished speaking, she was afraid that Li Qiuran would misunderstand, so she hurriedly said: "They were all the mobile phone cards that were given to me when I applied for broadband. There are several of them, but I have never used them."

Li Qiuran wanted to refuse. After all, he and Song Miaomiao had known each other for less than two months and were not very familiar with each other.

But after hearing Song Wanrou say that she had several cards, she agreed.

I may continue to write other books in the future, but if I change my vest again, it will be another troublesome thing.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

"No, no trouble."

Song Wanrou hurriedly sent one of her secondary card mobile phone numbers to Li Qiuran, and received the verification code not long after.

Song Wanrou sent the verification code to Li Qiuran, and it took Li Qiuran about ten minutes to complete the registration.

"Qiuran, what's the author's name of the new account? I'll pay attention."

Song Wanrou asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet."

Li Qiuran answered, suddenly realizing something, and asked: "Song Miaomiao, why are you so affectionate? Are you interested in me?"

Song Wanrou panicked, and her words were trembling: "You, please don't talk nonsense, I don't."

"Li Qiuran, you, you are too narcissistic!"

"It's been so long and this narcissistic problem still hasn't changed!"

Song Wanrou muttered the last sentence secretly, suppressing her voice.

After hearing this, Li Qiuran not only wasn't angry, but was relieved. She shook her head and said, "There is no best, otherwise you will be injured?"

"What's hurt?"

Song Wanrou was puzzled and asked.

"It's nothing."

Li Qiuran responded perfunctorily.

Song Wanrou did not continue to ask, but said: "Li Qiuran, if you don't know what to name, why don't I help you come up with a writer's name."

"You? What do you think of?"

Song Wanrou whispered: "How about calling me 'Miaomiao'?"

Li Qiuran was silent for a while. Song Wanrou thought that Li Qiuran was angry. She was about to explain that she had a brain cramp just now and took back what she had just said.

But Li Qiuran spoke at this time, "This name was taken by someone else."

Song Wanrou blurted out: "Then call me Miaomiao No. [-]."

"All right."

Song Miaomiao: "What's better?"

Li Qiuran: "Registered."

Song Wanrou was stunned for a moment, "Did you really choose this writer's name?"

"What's wrong? Didn't you ask me to use it?"

"No, nothing."

Song Wanrou was overjoyed and hurriedly urged: "Okay, hurry up and register a new book, and then upload it for review. I can't wait to read the new book that I'm tired of reading."

"Ok."

Li Qiuran hung up the phone and started coding.

An hour later, the [-]-word code for "Martial Arts" was completed.

Register a new book, upload chapters, and wait for review.

Li Qiuran called Song Wanrou again.

Song Wanrou answered almost instantly, "Qiuran, has it been uploaded?"

"Ah."

"I'll send you the signing news now, please fill in the information."

Song Wanrou didn't hang up the phone, she immediately opened the editing backend, and then saw Li Qiuran's new book.

"Martial Arts" is simply a companion piece to "Fights Breaking the Sky".

Song Wanrou had to sigh, the title of Li Qiuran's book was really domineering!

Three minutes later, Song Wanrou read the first [-] words, and the worries in her heart were instantly swept away.

Li Qiuran's writing power is still strong. In just [-] words, he clearly describes the protagonist's background, origin, and personality.

Although the style of the new book is slightly different from that of Fighting to Break the Sky, the content is still very smooth, the writing is wanton, the plot is more calm, and it is not fast at all.

"Profit!"

Song Wanrou sighed.

Hearing Song Wanrou's praise, Li Qiuran chuckled and said: "It's just average, just a little better than others."

Song Wanrou curled her lips, after more than a year, this guy is still so thick-skinned!

But thinking of this, Song Wanrou couldn't help but grin.

After all, Li Qiuran's current character was developed by him bit by bit.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

Song Wanrou uttered two words, and then said: "Okay, you go and do your work. I need to think about the operation plan of this book."

"Then I'll trouble editor Miaomiao."

Li Qiuran also restrained himself a little and spoke sincerely.

After hanging up the phone, Li Qiuran concentrated on typing. He had to sit in front of the computer for at least four hours a day to type.
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  in the bedroom.

Song Wanrou was sitting at the desk in her pajamas, and the interface of Li Qiuran's new book was displayed on the computer screen.

"Ah~"

Song Wanrou yawned, as if she hadn't woken up, with a heavy look of sleepiness in her eyes.

I had too much work last night. I stayed up until four in the morning to finish the work at hand.

So Song Wanrou asked for a day off from the company. She wanted to sleep until she woke up naturally, but she was disturbed by Li Qiuran.

But thinking about what happened just now, the corners of Song Wanrou's mouth curled up in a gentle arc.

Meow Meow One.

He really came up with this writer's name.

Song Wanrou couldn't hold on any longer, her eyelids were trembling, she closed the computer, returned to the bedroom again, climbed into bed and fell asleep again.

In her sleep, Song Wanrou dreamed of Li Qiuran.

That was the first time she met Li Qiuran.

At that time, Song Wanrou had not yet entered China Literature Group and was working in another company.

After get off work that afternoon, Song Wanrou left the company with her bag. When passing through an alley, Song Wanrou heard a violent cough.

Song Wanrou was shocked at that time.

She wanted to leave quickly, but the cough was followed by a whimpering sound, as if she was suppressing something.

Song Wanrou still looked in the direction of the sound.

There was a tree there, and a man was squatting behind the tree.

Song Wanrou bravely walked over. She saw the person who made the noise and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Crouching behind the tree was a boy with red eyes and tear stains on his face. He held a cigarette in his right hand and there were seven or eight cigarette butts scattered on the ground.

This boy is Li Qiuran.

Li Qiuran had just broken up with Ling Qingqing, and their breakup was not considered peaceful.

Because he said so many hurtful words to Ling Qingqing.

Thinking about that gentle girl, thinking about how kind Ling Qingqing was to her during this period, taking care of her meticulously.

But he hurt her with his words.

Li Qiuran's heart felt like a knife when he thought of this.

He squatted behind a tree and smoked one cigarette after another.

After breaking up with Lin Miaomiao, Li Qiuran fell in love with smoking.

Although the smoke was very uncomfortable and his throat was dry, Li Qiuran liked that feeling.

However, during his relationship with several women, Li Qiuran always endured it and rarely smoked.

Only when I can't help it, I will secretly light one.

Fortunately, Li Qiuran's secret smoking before Ling Qingqing was not discovered by his girlfriends.

And ever since Ling Qingqing got along with him, Ling Qingqing confiscated his cigarette case and fire, and repeatedly told Li Qiuran not to smoke.

Once, Ling Qingqing caught Li Qiuran secretly smoking. Unhappiness was written on her pretty face, but she still said softly: "Qiuran, smoking is not good!"

"Don't do this anymore."

"I try my best!"

Li Qiuran smiled bitterly and agreed.

Although Ling Qingqing minded the smell of cigarette smoke on Li Qiuran, she still kissed Li Qiuran hard on the lips.

Then under Li Qiuran's extremely shocked gaze, Ling Qingqing chuckled and said: "Qiuran, from now on, if you are addicted to smoking, come and kiss me. Don't kiss the butt."

Since then, Li Qiuran has never smoked again.

But today he and Ling Qingqing broke up.

Li Qiuran felt very uncomfortable, so she bought a pack of cigarettes and squatted under a tree to smoke.

The hot smoke burned his mouth and throat, which made Li Qiuran cough and tears fell from his eyes.

At some point, a girl stood in front of Li Qiuran.

She just looked at Li Qiuran quietly, and Li Qiuran also noticed her presence.

But Li Qiuran didn't pay attention to her.

Song Wanrou looked at Li Qiuran until he finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, and then slowly spoke the first sentence.

"Hey."

"It's embarrassing for a grown boy to cry like this.

"Could it be that you were dumped by your girlfriend?" (End of Chapter)